lunes, julio 17, 2006

My name is JUJA
I live on the second floor
I live upstairs from you


Yes, I think you've seen me before
If you hear something late at night
Some kind of trouble
Some kind of fight


Just don't ask me what it was
Just don't ask me what it was
Just don't ask me what it was



I think it's 'cause I'm clumsy
I try not to talk too loud
Maybe it's because I'm crazy

I try not to act too proud
They only hit until you cry
And after that you don't ask why


You just don't argue anymore
You just don't argue anymore
You just don't argue anymore


Yes I think I'm okay
I walked into the door again
Well, if you ask that's what I'll say
And it's not your business anyway
I guess I'd like to be alone


With nothing broken, nothing thrown

Just don't ask me how I am
Just don't ask me how I am
Just don't ask me how I am

1 Comentarios:

Blogger Roq dijo...

Suzanne Vega rulea... Saludotes =)

5:01 p.m., julio 17, 2006  

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